Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Gambia and from New York.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and New York.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Manchester kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the güiro sounds with much patience.
I was there when Michael McDonald started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Junior Murvin to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Masters at Work record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quantec record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a theremin.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Dual Sessions,
World's Most,
Warren Ellis,
Babytalk,
Soft Cell,
Stiv Bators,
Agent Orange,
Harmonia,
Hot Snakes,
Gerry Rafferty,
David McCallum,
Lower 48,
The Angels of Light,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Nation of Ulysses,
Dead Boys,
Au Pairs,
Duran Duran,
Erasure,
Jimmy McGriff,
Erykah Badu,
The Standells,
The Velvet Underground,
Minnie Riperton,
The Knickerbockers,
Popol Vuh,
Robert Hood,
Vladislav Delay,
LL Cool J,
The Selecter,
Todd Rundgren,
Godley & Creme,
Skarface,
Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band,
Minor Threat,
Yellowson,
Wally Richardson,
The Mummies,
Malaria!,
The Men They Couldn't Hang,
Delta 5,
Das Ding,
Ultravox,
Public Enemy,
Echospace,
Gil Scott-Heron & Brian Jackson,
Henry Cow,
Reagan Youth,
the Association,
Jawbox,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Vaughan Mason & Crew,
Matthew Halsall,
8 Eyed Spy,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
The Barracudas,
Smog,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Suburban Knight,
Deepchord,
Eddi Front,
Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson, Roger Hodgson.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.